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I don't know about things like generic cereal ---- (Would that be General Mills posing as Generic Mills??) ;) However -- all 4 of *my guys* are on generic meds for what *ails* them. If they get the name brand -- Medicaid won't pay for it. If they get the generic equivalent -- they're covered (with a very small co-pay). Same ingredients in both sets of meds, otherwise the doctor wouldn't allow the use of generics. Yup. And SOUP IS SOUP, and NUTS ARE NUTS!!

Hitch?? Isn't that something you do with a horse, and a post?? Wait -- Hmmmm. This here is a post. Where's the horse?? And 36 hours??? Must be a rowdy horse, eh?? ;) Two roads!! Oh the complexities!!

I think I might've found a ride from the guy in the lead vehicle. Can they all come too??? :biglaugh: :biglaugh:

Dooj --- do you have an asparin (or something)??? That gave me a headache!!! :blink:

They're offering a ride on THE MAGICAL MYSTERY TOUR. Try and figure out where they are headed, why, and for what reason. :unsure:

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Thanks for the compliments (Groucho --- and one and all) --- However ---- The only thing I did was get my co-worker off the hook, by my going door-to-door with Loren, instead of her. Our job (as staff at a group home) is to facilitate the wishes of those who are our clients. The clients have plans, dreams, and wishes just like the rest of us. Sadly -- they need help implementing those, and that's where I come in. Anyone who hires on to work at a group home had best be prepared to do WHATEVER IS NECCESSARY, to achieve that end. The only reason I shared (post 1) with you all was not to gain *glory* for myself, but to share the fun I had that day out and about with Loren in the neighborhood, knocking on doors for a cause that he believes in. Sooo -- thanks for the compliments -- but it's my job. It's what I was hired to do. Even though I enjoy it, and have fun doing so. ;)

Awwww shucks!! It's my job to help in enabling him to live life the way he sees fit. I was just out for a leisurely stroll on a sunny day, earning a paycheck. :) (But I do have to admit -------------) It was really interesting to see the FEAR in my co-worker's eyes, as she considered (and dreaded) the prospect of going door-to-door. She actually got mad at me, when I laughed about it because (I guess) -- she thought I was going to make her do it (technically, I'm her boss). Personally -- I love being *out in the community* with the guys I work for. I don't care what they are doing, and I don't care what other's think of me for being in the company of disabled folks, who act a bit different than they do. So I didn't care if we were going door-to-door, Burger King, the local coffee shop, etc. And after the WOW program -- this door-to-door here was a piece of cake. The look of relief on her face was ENORMOUS, when I said I'd do it with him. And believe it or not -- I had a great time (with some fond memories added in), of other good times I've had knocking on stranger's doors. If I'd've had a bible in hand -- I might've felt a bit more apprehensive. Because I would have been *judged* right there at the doorstep. But with Loren by my side -- I knew curiosity would rule, and we would win. :) :) :)

It's too bad that *trivialities* are the main focus (these days), instead of accomplishments such as he has done. :eusa_clap: for Norman.

Yup. Preaching and/ Soliciting even!! Howsomever (woops -- is that a way-word???), :unsure: I did it with Loren (one of *My Guys*) at the group home I work at. Loren (at 76 years old and wheel-chair confined), loves to volunteer for *stuff*. He volunteers for Grandma's Marathon each year, by handing out water to runners passing by. His only *good hand* is his left one, and we built a table/ platform that fits on his chair --- so it would accomodate the glasses of water, and so he could easily access them, in order to hold one up to offer the runners. He's done this for the past 4 years -- and had to be at his *station* (out there on the race course) -- at 6:30 A.M. He's a TROOPER!! Put's his mind to something -- and *quit* just isn't in his vocabulary!! Soooo --- the door to door thing -------- (another *volunteer* project he does annually). The Jerry Lewis MDA Telethon on Labor day. It's something he's been interested in, since I met him 6 years ago. Initially -- he had a wheelchair (that he no longer used), and wanted to donate it to them. He did -- and got on TV as a result, and got hooked to giving to the *cause* ever since. Since he had no more chairs to give away -- he decided to start hitting up folks he knew for money. And since we (read I) -- as staff, could drive him places, and get him to where he wanted to go -- we had NO CHOICE IN THE MATTER! (We are there for him and the other clients -- NOT the other way around!) :blink: He demands (yup -- I said that right), that we take him to places he used to work, to friends he used to know, and also -- hitting up the local neighbors for cash. (Embarrassing at times -- but fun none-the-less!!) He asked a 21 year old (very good looking blonde woman --- co-worker of mine whom he calls *baby-doll*) to take him out in the *Hood*, to collect money for the MDA Telethon. I showed up to work and , and she was agonizing over this -- cause it was something she had NEVER DONE BEFORE. I told her to rest easy -- I'd do it with him. His chair was fully charged up, so he and I hit the Hood. Loren drives his chair erratically, so I had to take control of the *joy stick*, while we were on a main road, with fast traffic. We got to a side street -- and things were cool. We walked (and motored up to) doors, knocked, waited and then -- Folks came out to see what we wanted. I gave them my best WOW smile, looked them in the eye, and said: "This here is Loren. He lives right around the corner. He has a request." Then they looked at Loren, 76 years old, in a wheelchair, and REALLY tried to hear what he had to say. He doesn't speak well. I let him try to say what he wants to -- but when I see him getting frustrated -- I ask if he would like me to say it for him. He gives me the nod (that I know so well), so I take it from there. I told the folks there at the door about what he is doing. The history behind it, etc. We got money from all but one person. Made over a $100.00 in 2 blocks. From folks we didn't know, neighbors we can now go say hi to. It felt GOOD to go door to door again. but this time I had a LIVING EPISTLE motoring beside me, instead of *would you like to come to twig?? I'll go door to door anyday -- If Loren wants to come along. :)

Can a guy answer (besides in limerick form), Or are limerick answers considered the *norm*? For the BBQ supreme, Where Dooj is the Queen, And ex10 might show you the door. ;) (non limerick mode -- ) I will try. :) No promises - but DANG!! I'm so sorry I missed last year. We'll see what happens. I'm overdue for a REAL vacation.

For what it's worth -- here's a *stow-ry* for all y'all. 1978 -- the car I had gave up the ghost. Needed a car, as I was moving up here to Minney-soda. Never (that I can remember) consciously *believed*, or prayed for one, but a fellow believer in the Bloomington, In. area wanted a new car. He decided to give me his 1970 (something) Chevelle for $5.00. (the price was there so he could say he sold it to the folks at the license branch). He was looking to be receiving something better because he gave away his mode of transportation. Guess what ??? I then had *wheels*, and he didn't. He never *received* a newer car as a result. His *operation* of the *law of believing* must've been faulty -- eh??? He never received what he expected (as taught by docvic and co), While I can wholeheartedly agree with the words of Jesus, and how it was meant in the original -- Docvic did a magnificent job of portraying an entirely DIFFERENT picture, and we bought it --- hook line and sinker.

Babe Hank??? (Is that like Hank Jr. ???) ;)

Jonny -- I don't have a problem with the words of Jesus. I DO have a problem with how they were presented by docvic and co.

Have missed you. Hope today was a great one for you. :)

HARUMMPHHHH!! According to *Eastern Tradition*, aren't you suppozzed to GIVE gifts today?? I need hair -- got 3 fiddle bows here just begging to be re-haired. Hmmmmmmmm! (Any hair to spare?? I play fiddle for food, but will quit for money!!) :biglaugh: Here's hoping you had a good one. ;) (ps -- I'm already running away, so I DON'T GET BITTEN ON THE KNEECAPS).

You're right Tom -- they are big boys, but I still think we could have learned more from them. POSTS FROM FREUD; and --- POSTS FROM JUNG

:offtopic: I miss those guys --- they added an extra perspective. Too bad the atmosphere here was too caustic for them caused by the suspicion leveled their way. They had something to add that we could have learned from (imo).

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John --- you've taken on a thankless job, but some of us would like to thank you for it, nonetheless :eusa_clap:

Here's what a friend of mine posted on another board about Portland. "This was a nice little write-up on Portland ... meant to entice you all to the great Pacific Northwest.... PORTLAND, Oregon (CNN) -- In the winter, the residents of this Pacific Northwest city hunker down for the gray rain that drills the city sidewalks for days on end. Locals drink loads of strong coffee, read books and take up knitting with zeal reserved in other parts of the nation for church going or clubbing. But when the sun comes out to stay -- locals say it comes around the Fourth of July and stays till around Halloween -- Portland blossoms and easily assumes its sweet-scented moniker, the City of Roses. Both sunny and rainy Portland are well worth checking out. Probably the best asset this city has to offer travelers -- no matter how gloomy the forecast -- is its extensive and reliable transit system. Busses, trains and streetcars effortlessly move people from the airport to city center and beyond, and travelers can plan trips ahead of time and get real-time transit arrival times at trimet.org. If your plan is to stay downtown, try parking your bags at the super-hip Ace Hotel (1022 SW Stark Street). Taking up an entire city block, each of it's 79 rooms is uniquely decorated by hand by a different artist. Room prices range from $95 a night for a comfortable multi-bed room to $250 a night for a sumptuous 500 square foot room with a claw foot tub. Portlanders love to hoof it to their favorite coffee shops and breakfast cafes, so if you want to blend in pass up the bus in good weather in favor of a pair of solid walking shoes. When you do, stroll over to one of the city's five Stumptown Coffee Roasters locations. There is even one at the Ace Hotel, but Portland hipsters boot up their laptops at the downtown location where the art and local flavor mix well with the excellent brew (128 SW 3rd Ave.). It's true that coffee lovers can find a satisfying Americano on almost any block in this city, but Stumptown's commitment to finding the best beans in the world, along with the company's devotion to sustainability and "green" growing practices makes it especially popular with Portlanders. With coffee in hand, you can walk another block or two to Voodoo Doughnut (22 SW 3rd Ave.). The sign is so small you'll miss it if you're not paying attention, but the smell of dough rising will no doubt lead you in the right direction. The service can be surly, but the unusual doughnuts priced from 85 cents to $4.95 will leave you salivating for more. The Bacon Maple Bar ($2.50), which has two slices of bacon lopped over the top of an oblong, maple icing-covered doughnut, is divine. Or try a Tangfantastic doughnut ($1.00) which tastes just like the famous orange beverage for which it's named. And if you should meet your one true love on your morning trek for doughnuts, Voodoo offers legitimate wedding services at the counter. You and your betrothed will run up a tab ($175), but the service includes doughnuts and coffee for ten of your closest friends. For a stick-to-your-ribs breakfast, make sure to drop by Mother's Bistro & Bar (212 SW Stark Street). This local favorite stacks its menu with feel-good foods your mother cooked for you, or at least you wish she had. Try the Wild Salmon Hash ($10.95), a hearty plate stacked with leeks, potatoes and two eggs in any style. Mike's Special Scramble serves up a plate full of prosciutto, roasted garlic, fresh tomatoes, provolone cheese and garden fresh basil ($8.95). Brunch at Mother's is almost a Portland rite of passage, so be prepared for a modest wait on the weekends. (mothersbistro.com) Looking for something good to read? Powell's City of Books (1005 W. Burnside Street) is just the place to find it. Famous for its size -- the warehouse-like building stretches for an entire city block -- this location is just one of five Powell's stores in the city. When Portland skies begin to look moody and gray, duck into this multi-level bookstore to peruse the shelves of new and used books. Powell's allows patrons to grab a book of interest and thumb through it over a cup of coffee in the store's spacious café. No buying required. Powell's is also renowned for drawing famous authors to its stacks for intimate readings. When the sun goes down, get your groove thing on at the very retro Doug Fir Lounge (830 E. Burnside Street). Part rugged lodge, part Brady Bunch set piece, this hip lounge and adjoining hotel attracts the young and funky. Specialty drinks -- like the tart Blackberry Cosmo ($7) and the Cowboy Coffee ($10) (a melding of Stumptown coffee, Kahlua, Tuaca, Frangelico and a splash of cream poured hot or over ice) -- are served along with breakfast, lunch and dinner from 7 a.m. to last call. The Doug Fir is the place to check out Portland's quirky local music scene and see local bands like The Dimes or Southerly. Tickets to shows are affordable, mostly ranging from $6 to $20, and proper attire is anything from platform boots and minis to jeans and plaid shirts. If you want to immerse yourself in the hippie scene that Portland has to offer, take transit to the Hawthorne district in the southeast quadrant of the city. Rain or shine, this place is busy with browsers scoping out the eclectic shops. And if you really want to blend in to the local scene, leave the umbrella at the hotel and brave any downpours with just a hoody or a baseball cap. Grab some brunch at the Cup & Saucer diner (3566 SE Hawthorne Blvd) where eggs and tofu are given equal billing on the menu. Try the Spinach and Havarti Cheese Omelet ($7.50) served with vegan potatoes and choice of scone, English muffin or toast. Or try the decadent Mary Ann Sandwich, a vamped up grilled cheese with fried eggs and a choice of bacon, ham, or garden sausage ($7.25). On sunny days, plan for a picnic in one of the many beautiful parks that dot the city. Flocks of ducks make their summer home in the pond at Laurelhurst Park (Stark and SE 39th). The rolling, grassy hills and tree-shaded areas are perfect for spreading a blanket, and relaxing with a good book accompanied, of course, by the scrumptious nibbles. Speaking of which, just blocks away from Laurelhurst Park is Pastaworks (3735 SE Hawthorne), the perfect venue to obtain all the makings of a delicious outdoor feast. This European-style market features deli items like homemade meat calzones ($5.79), assorted roasted vegetables ($8.95 per pound), and a hearty selection of pates, including pork pate with duck liver and orange zest ($19.99 per pound). On Saturdays from 2 p.m. to 4 p.m. they host a free wine tasting from their generous selection of mostly Italian bottles. Gray afternoons in Portland are well-suited to catch a flick in a dark, comfy theater. Garishly painted in bright neon yellow and red, The Mediterranean-styled Bagdad Theater & Pub (3702 SE Hawthorne Blvd.) serves up cheap cinema ($3 per person) along with handcrafted microbrew and pizza. No matter what the weather forecast -- sun-drenched or soaking -- Portland has plenty of fun to offer visitors willing to snoop out this city's more eclectic and inviting destinations." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sounds like a greenie, yuppie, liberal town (just like Duluth) to me. You might have to work HARDER to renew your minds there, eh??

Going WOW and how did I feel about where I was sent?? One word --- GREAT! Dunno how it happened, but I requested Duluth Minney-soda (to which I had just moved), and shore enough -- I was *sent* here. I might add (as a side note) --- that if they (twi) had decided otherwise --- I would have told them to stick it where the sun don't shine. This was in August of 1978. :) (Yup -- I can be cantankerous at times!) ;)

Click HERE, Seth. Chatty -- thanks for posting that song.

Use the remote, don't hitch! ;)

I was just about to link this, when I saw your post. Thanks for the mention waysider. :) THE LAW OF BELIEVING -- THE MOST INSIDIOUS TEACHING OF TWI